My Heart, On Fire. No Love, Just Desire.

We've Crossed the Line- 30 seconds to Mars

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the way I type on tumblr:
omfdgd lololol rkejwhlkjdhlwkjerhwer I can't evEN WITH THESE FEELS MAN
the way I write for class:
under this assumption, it is safe to dictate in a clear and particularly concise way that the author not only felt the need to illustrate the background surrounding the mortifying, yet tragic, action that pushes forward the engaging plot, but also the background of the reader's very own heart.

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